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Sometimes you have to stop worrying about all the things that could happen

let go be free, live your dreams and let life happen

Achieve what you have set out to be.


Where’s the Spin on That!

You Vs. Communications Professionals, how are you different?

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From birth it is said that we begin learning.  Adjusting to the environment is no easy task, and developing all our senses prove to be key, enabling one to actually begin this process.  Learning… how to walk, talk, think, adjust, and see, could easily be related to the ways that we communicate.  These are just a few of the baby steps taken in bridging the gap, becoming a blossoming intellectual.  As we continue to grow we are shaping our character, building a base foundation of who we are, will we ever be able to say we are complete?  I think not.  As the world turns and we evaluate our experiences it seems we routinely play catch-up to our constant changing values, placing accountability upon what we expect from ourselves, these very complex expectations change depending on what is experienced or witnessed in our day to day lives.   I would like to claim that these set of experiences is no different from communications professionals.  The skill do not lye in the way that we handle situations, but in the way we choose to break down issues and problems to come up with a plan, alleviating the bothersome worries that plague a group of people.  Yet the main question is what do mass communicators and public relations (PR) professionals do that is so different from what people do everyday.

When you look into your mirror in the morning getting ready to take on the world, you are not only looking at yourself.  You are looking at a vision, you may not realize it at the time but you are looking at something bigger than yourself. You notice the blemishes, the zit that wont go away, how white the teeth are, or not, you determine if your hair is acceptable, (not even to your standards) you are looking at the image you portray, and there is something that we all try to say with this appearance.  The answer, we hope to know before we leave is, were we successful.

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Image is key, the professional knows this, you know this, so the work is started before you even know what your doing.  The difference between this first aspect and a normal individual is that while you are focusing on yourself, the professional is focused on the entities image, the relationships that it has with its publics and its employee’s.  The professional takes everything that you did to correct your image and applies it to an organization.  As we all know depending on what we are breaking into, this is not always an easy task and definitely not as easy as waking up in the morning and getting yourself ready.  So one constantly asks themselves during the day, throughout the day, was this successful.  This questions is asked so many times that at some point one will garner a play book of skills that can be toyed with in certain situations.

In order for all this to be possible an individual uses various forms of communication. When you go for that job interview you dress to impress for the job your applying for, this is a form of communication.  When you think that special someone can be standing right next to you, you attempt to communicate and gage your way to see if theres interest, this is another form of communicating.

The professional much like yourself has to find a way to break into this communication.  How you communicate reenforces your image.  This can be very tricky at times.  The image is not to get that special someone, or to even impress for that matter.  Its to attract an individual or individuals to take an active part in receiving your message.  You need a message that will deliver your viewpoint, and you have to deliver it in a way that people can understand and accept hopefully arriving to the same conclusion.

When you were just a little tyke you mocked a mirror image of your parents to learn how to speak, how to think, you understood what you didn’t like and vowed to be different and you made your own adaptations to what you thought was correct.

Managing yourself is no different from creating a brand, all one has to do is look in the mirror.  Its no different from expressing who you are, or what you may think is a good thing to get into.  Managing yourself is simply the way of the communications specialist doing their best to enforce the very same ideals of a company.  While some may not all agree with the image taken forth by some of the companies, they make mistakes just like humans do.  In this aspect I find that there is no difference between the way a communications professional works, much different from how we portray ourselves.

No matter what we get ourselves into when we arrive at that fork in the road we do our best to make sure that we stay in the game or get out when possible.  And to be honest I don’t see any type of spin in that.

Quote Of The Day

“We are not nouns, we are verbs. I am not a thing – an actor, a writer – I am a person who does things – I write, I act – and I never know what I’m going to do next. I think you can be imprisoned if you think of yourself as a noun.”

~Stephen Fry

“Being a writer…

“Being a writer is a very peculiar sort of a job: it’s always you versus a blank sheet of paper (or a blank screen) and quite often the blank piece of paper wins.”
― Neil Gaiman

Liebster Award!

I am excited to share with you my nomination for the Liebster award. It is the first Award that I have received on here and I am really appreciative to yerennyca18 @: Ms. Yerennyca18 I am very grateful and thank you with all my heart for choosing me and my work.

The rules are basically revolve around the number 11 and are as follows
* Share eleven random facts about yourself
* Choose eleven people for a nomination
* Answer the eleven questions I pose

Hmmm….Now for the eleven random facts about me

1. I enjoy actually listening to all kinds of music, I can really get lost in them (Yes even country)
2. Love meeting new people
3. I enjoy playing sports more than watching them, but my fav teams are Oakland Raiders, Golden State Warriors, and the Oakland A’s
4. I can do it all with both hands I am ambidextrous
5. I love taking photographs and admiring them (so if you need any shoots look me up)!
6. I love potato chips and chili cheese dogs
7. A big movie buff, even enjoy watching the not so good ones
8. Cannot stand, standing still unless its a form of relaxation
9. believe that people can make their own wishes come true
10.Love to be around people
11.Love Peach Cobbler with ice cream mixed in

Now to answer Yerennyca18’s questions…
1)What is your fondest memory?
When I was leaving for boot camp (military) my mother and sister shed a tear for me, and for that moment I got a good glimpse of how much I meant to them, and its something I have always kept with me.
2)What led you to blogging?
I have a crazy dream of being a writer one day maybe even a famous one, and I thought this would be a good way to share my thoughts with the world.
3) What do you think is your biggest accomplishment?
Well I am very hard on myself, but if this counts I would say making it out in the real world after I got out the military, it was tough and I didn’t fall on my face. Being away from friends and family I had to make sure that I took care of business.
4)Do you remember your dreams when you wake up?
some of it but not all of it.
5)Are you allergic to anything? If so, then what?
Not that I know of but thats still to be determined.
6)What’s your favorite name?
hmmm…thats a good one, I will say Renee
7)Who inspires you?
Oh thats tough I am inspired by many people can I say poets?
8)What’s the meaning behind your name?
Its me…all about leaving your mark its me being bold and living out free
9) What is your biggest pet peeve?
Pet Peeve….is when someone doesn’t listen
10) Are you enjoying life right now?
I enjoy it in spurts, just waiting for a few things to fall in place to enjoy it full time. But definitely not bad
11) What’s your favorite quote?
In order to be someone, you must first be yourself.~unknown~

1)Wild Heart Scribe:
2)Strangers and poetry:
3)George Ellington:
4)Coco J. Ginger:
5)Miriam E.:
6)CN Cole:
7)Rama Inc.:
9)Mahima Kukreja:
11)Danielle E. Love Child:


1) What inspires you to write

2) Who is your favorite writer

3) What led you to blogging

4) Whats the meaning behind your blogger name

5)whats your preferred method to write ( I.E. same desk, computer, paper and pen)

6) how do you stumble upon your topics

7) whats your favorite food

8) What do you wish people knew about you, but dont seem to get

9) whats your favorite Quote

10) whats the most important thing to you

11) what is your lucky item and why (socks, jerseys, pen, book etc…)

Fun Fact: Liebster is German for Dearest/Favorite

Liebster Award


I remember thinking, is this a joke? however, this was the biggest mistake one could ever make.  Thoughts manifest into reality, and my confused state given my current circumstance, kept me blind in this dark place since I had awoke.  I will not lie to you, the darkness permeated through out this whole area.  I have grown hysterical for some type or form of light, but at the time I did not know-thats what I had been searching for.  I could not see, I could feel nothing beneath me but cold, damp, yet fresh sand.  I was subject to this darkness for what felt like an eternity,  before I could muster up what I believed to be a sane thought.  Where am I?

From what I could tell there were no walls, no ceiling, nor was it cold or hot, it was just right.  I was not sore, nor did I suffer any aches or pains from any kind of struggle, nor was I hungry.  These few observations did not make sense to me, was I being held against my will?  was I kidnapped and placed in an undisclosed abode.  Since I was not hungry, how long have I been here?

As more questions began to flood my mind, I began wasting time and energy, settling in panic.  Frantically using my hands to see how far I could get, digging up sand.  When I got tired of this I ran with my hands stretched out, and when I felt nothing within my grasp… another thought manifests, emotional instability, its weird how feelings of time passing stirs irrevocable fear, because after the absence of sight, and now the desertion of normalcy, no corners, walls or anything that could graze my hand, no given sense of direction, or even feeling different textures greet my feet, nervously running in and out of a panic stricken hysteria, not knowing if movement was worse than staying still.  Whats the point of being trapped without the sense of being enclosed.  It took me a while to realize the only sense taken from me was that of sight, all my handicaps unknown.  The worst part about it all, is you never realize what alone really feels like, until you are completely abandoned by every sense of the word.

That is when I began to cry.  Helpless, lost, defeated… will I make it out of here?  is this how its suppose to end?

at that moment a slight feeling of hope overcame me. One that lies dormant within. So scarce but enough to garner the sensation of a good feeling.  I started to remember the skill sets earned by wages of youth.  All flooding my mind at once, like the time my cousin  said if I remember correctly, you are the calmest person I know when challenged with diversity… I couldn’t  help but think this is the perfect time to get back to being me.  I remember playing hide and seek with my friends, I remember no one could hide from me, my intuition and instincts were always spot on.  I just needed something, a clue, a smell, anything that could potentially lead me into a direction worth while.  I also remember my love for getting lost and exploring my way back to the path.  It is not the ideal circumstance, but I also remember my mother saying positive energy and thoughts begets positive returns. If I can somehow turn my negatives into positives I can work my self out of here.

All I remember next, waking up. Interesting enough it was still dark but I still had my hopeful bearings.  As I sat there with no thoughts or bright ideas, I began running my hands through the sand.  I never realized how soothing this felt.  Calming, so much that I lost myself in the act, breathing, and letting my hands blend through the sand as if it were the finest of wines.  Then all of a sudden I began to hear the piercing rhythms of my heart beat, I could hear my breath cut through the dense thick air like daggers ripping through skin, I heard the sands spilling through my hands, individually grain by grain-, pitter, pat, pitter, patter, patter,pit as if it were a storms cold rain hitting the ground. Thats when it happened, I heard the remnants of a large body of water rippling.  It was faint but I heard this same sound,once- when my father was teaching me to fish.  He said I had to be one with the water, to realize that it not only reflects, but responds.  He said every thing talks to us if we have the will to listen.

I could not tell its origin, but I thought if I could get to the water I would be that much closer to finding a way out.  I stood to my feet although it took a while for me to regain that same quietness, or say desperation, where I first found clarity in the excitement of movement other than my own, it was just, and enough to lose grasp of sound… I had to compose myself mentally, mind body and soul if I was to make it. I wanted to make sure I was not walking in circles, I needed a place mark so I begin to dig up the dirt large enough to lay down in.  This will mark my beginning should I end up here again I will know exactly where I am at.  I began on my journey sure to drive my feet into the sand, I thought if I could leave some form of track behind it will help me not follow the same path should it lead to no where.  I also counted every step I took I figured If I came across an immovable object it would help me figure out the area of space I was in, I also hoped this will help my focus so that my mind wouldn’t stray to far and cause me to give up automatically.

That focus did not seem to help or last past a few minutes, I found my mind wandering exploring the depths of all the possibilities this new journey could take me.  What would I find once light re-introduced itself to me?  I was searching for a while and all i could hear is the melodic noise of drops of water falling into what I imagined to be a sea  of water and filled with fields of deformed rubble and invisible reefs.  My skin began to bump, the coldness started to set in,  there really was not a breeze but with every step I became colder, and colder, and colder.  Until at the speed of light, my emotions all crashed with fear and terror.  I fell abruptly… I could not tell if I was dreaming of stars, because while I was falling I have seen spots of small like lights but it happen so fast it seemed as if I was seeing streams of light before I broke the plane of a large body of water.

Thought of The Day

This will be the first time I have attempted to write this year, and I stumbled at the thought, what I could possible write.  I want to wish a Happy New Years to all my followers, friends and family. I hope this year will bring you much closer to what ever it is that you desire to become this year.

Happy New years

Happy New years

It is amazing how transitional life is.  Encounters with someone new, work, old friends, everyone constantly changes, it may not show today, but it may just announce itself out of the blue while you are enjoying your morning paper, tea, or coffee, whether you were listening to your iPod, radio or just taking in the scenes on the normal day to day drive.      We have another year to do it all over again, pick ourselves up and give it our best shot. For me I will attempt to further my journey of finding my voice.

Not the mere sound that exits my mouth as I speak, but how I am most affective with my voice, in person as well as in my writing.  I hope to be a bit more focused.  I often wonder how to project my words.  While speaking with a friend we were discussing how much words matter. Yes, so do actions  but which ever comes first we have already been stained with both.  If you say something and then do something different, are we not hung up on both?

Well this thought came after reading poetry, and then some of my own, and what I really hoped to see my work, my voice do.  My words have been penned with passion, emotions, and some type or form of thought, some personal, some ideas mixed with personal happenings as well as others,  at the end of the day I hope it will give a glimmer to the mood changes we as people and humans go through.  I cant account for all those feelings that  everybody else preserve, and I certainly cant tell you that everyone seeks the same from the writings.  I want mine to say its ok, I want it to say that you are not alone, I want my voice to say quite frankly, shit happens every day and we have to find a way within ourself, family and friends to either get over it, cope with it, and at the end of the day forgive our selves for allowing someone the power to throw us off balance.

Dream big

Dream big

Today I realized that if I didnt have poetry to write that it did not mean that I was not able to at least write something.  I also found myself looking at other poems to force feel and for me, my writing is not quite effective that way.  So as I struggle to find my voice, my moods, and my ability to let it flow, I have taken up writing in other ways.  And for all you fellow writers out there that have the same problem, I say dream big and become bigger.  I had a teacher once tell me that the biggest problems that writers have, is that they do not keep them selves writing.  As intriguing as that sounds I wonder why its true.

Please share your comments on what you want your voice to be, mean, maybe include somethings that you do to keep you writing.

I hope you enjoy my thought of the day and I hope in some shape or form that this has touched you the way that it was meant to.

Happy New Years and I will see you all around.

Almost Poetic

Persecution seduces climactic vengeance
aftermaths blasphemous conception
a human embryo developed
by the gravitational pull of societies infatuation of
superiority’s orgasm

Yep Thats Me

“Live Out Loud Freely” means a lot, it has become my slogan. All I keep thinking is not to go silently into the night. Meaning we have the rest of our lives to live, and most of us spend it being quiet just trying to exist. Making a mark means daring to be something greater than yourself. I have found that writing is my one and only outlet to be pure without any equivocations in myself or my ability to tackle whatever it is I desire.
Live out loud and free… I roam this place I call my paper and put everything out there without worrying about what he or she says. I admire poets, writers, singers, the arts basically, because they found a form that they can be true to themselves in, show the world and dare them to say something about their genius, finding themselves and living inside their passion.
There are lessons that we all could learn from the different types of people, races, countries and artist to see things. Wouldn’t it be amazing to see why a dancer expresses emotion, to see the feelings behind the eyes of a singer, discover life through poets gift of write, to see success through a executive’s eye. The hardest thing to realize is we have everything before us, and our inability to capture the most amazing sightings in life through each other. We don’t have history to keep one race in memory or to establish each races good and evils, we have it to recognize evolution and growth from where we were to where we’ve come.
Live out loud freely means to escape the fear of being you in front of others, to say” yep thats me, yep” I listened to the new Jamie Foxx song with T.I. called Yep thats me yep and it has nothing to do with what I’m talking about here but I made a metaphor out of the song to tap into my deeper part of the brain to come up with this little rant I share with you.
I dare you to have courage and live out loud leave your mark scream scratch fight claw at being the best you that you can possibly be do not be sorry for anything other than people taking your meaning or your character the wrong way. We cannot grow without mistakes nor can we expect to begin to enjoy life and understand it more without them.
Nobodies perfect and I truly hope if this writing was not inspirational that at least it will have helped to push self discovery and promote the fact that we are where we should be for the moment but as everything life moves on so leave your mark and never be scared to look people in the eye and say yep thats me….Live out loud Freely without any equivocations

Business Planning

The business plan can be very trying at times especially when you are trying to figure out how you want to impact and leave a mark in the mass communications/ media industry. As a aspiring writer the most important thing to me is to be creative and have content that will not only increase your readership but also compel others to change and or educate them about things they are not aware of. The way that the internet has taken off it has drastically dramatized the small new comer, however popped up some very interesting aspects and ways that were no available to those before. However, before you get to any business plan you must look at yourself. The most important attribute any CEO or idealist will stamp on their company will pull form their work ethic and their strategic planning. If you the planner is strong the plan should be decently strong, decent because it is hard to try and forecast what will happen in the future especially in this economic time and whats available. From what I have read the first questions an entrepreneur must ask themselves is, are they willing to work, the hours will be long (especially if you have a day time or rotating shift job) hours and you must put in the work to be successful. So in my first thought to start a business plan I have came up with a few questions that I have had to ask myself in order to see if I was ready for this adventure.

1) are you ready to spend the time, money, and resources required to get a business started?

2) Are you able to admit openly (search and ask for) things that you don’t know?

3) Are you able to be cautious and mindful in your decision making ?

4) What type of skill sets do you have to contribute to your business goals?

5) Am I a creative problem solver?

6) What type of legal structure will I use to start my business?

7) What are my strengths and weaknesses?

8) Am I a self Starter?

9) Do i enjoy challenges?

10) Am I fully invested in this idea?

Mind you I am close to being a business owner and these are just my thoughts, I believe these questions are very important because of the the things that I have had to deal with as far as getting my foundations started, family and others to get on the same page my confidence in check etc… This does not even scratch the surface of other questions that will have to be answered while planning but it is a good start to see where you are at. A lot of questions have been left out of this due to the fact that if your ready to start this journey there must have been a considerable amount of interest and questioning that has already been answered, but as I have read if you are planning to be the business owner the buck stops with you, there is no looking over your shoulder for certain decisions to be made its all about you and your vision. Happy planning and please feel free to add questions that you deem important that has helped you along your way.

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